Jamahl Yami, Kawel Che - Blood Majik

Cuz my jiggas gon
Bash in the doors

Since the black done turned fashionable

Rich in that soul and culture
But you know that shit
Don't equal cash in the vault

Saturated with some dumb dawgs
Kill em wit no gun tho

All these rappers fuckin unknown

So tragic
Toe taggin all them John does

Hit the moonie on the rag
She done caught my body soul
With the blood majik

I aint on no straight and narrow budda boy this Cutting edge looking so jagged
Huhhh
Bala I'm stumped

Why the pink Gon
Rule the world
that I loved

All these
Crackers packed us in the
Mission
Now we marching past them city limits ughhh

BLOOD MAJIK
BLOOD MAJIK

BLOOD MAJIK
BLOOD MAJIK

In addition
They throw criddas
In the prisons quicker
Than our kids can even finish school

West Papua get independence
Without influences
From these ministers in charge

Ask me who the fuck
been acting sinister

Suit behind the desk
That move the spinning chair

Ruthless in they mothafuckin
Ways ughhh

Corrupt
Witta KKK

Ay mayne
Can't you see my fucking chin is tucked

Fighting back with the
Black businesses
That I'd invest in

Tell them Gubbas
I got motherfuckin questions

Why my elders die before the pensions

Couldn't stomach truth
then why Ingest it

Lover lover taught me all about how
imma be a product
Of a life that's destined

Written by:
Jamahl Brodie-Chong

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find